The Caterwaulers

Stick me on the fire escape.

If the world was a giant dollhouse and we were each placed in the spot most suiting of our stories, I’d be plopped on the emergency exit.

A rusty, rickety eyesore of a one stuck to the back of the playhouse.

Crammed with alley cats.

And creepy crows.

Yeah, it was that kind of a day for my anxiety and I on Monday. Be glad my blog was lost in the caterwauling.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe amidst the creepy crows

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